Earlier this evening I scrolled through Facebook, flinching every time a MTV Video Music Award article appeared. As I gave up looking for actual news updates, I clicked on the icon that appeared showing that new stories had trickled in. Before leaving my app and closing my folio, I glanced and saw the headlines:
“Wes Craven, Horror Movie Maestro, Dies at 76”
The steady flow of air in my lungs was suddenly interrupted and my heart sank. I couldn’t believe it.
I still can’t believe it.
Wes Craven’s passing this evening has left me purely saddened. It’s the very same melancholy haze that lingers when you lose someone you love.
I have no connection to Wes Craven- we’ve never even met- but I can’t help but feel heartbroken over his passing as he had such a profound impact on my life.
Wes Craven created some of the things that make me happiest today, and he is solely responsible for my love of horror films.
His signature style can be distinguished immediately in all his films. He was edgy, cool, and had such a polished aesthetic that every up-and-coming director could learn from. Scream was my first romantic spree with genuine horror and it was Craven’s lasting impression that still resonates with me, and so many others, today.
The horror community will have a dismal day as they say farewell to a seminal cinematic figure.
In light of this, I do hope that you find the time to read about the great Wes Craven or watch one of his many classic films. I really think he would love knowing that our send off to him comes in the form of us experiencing the thrills he so beautifully orchestrated on the silver screen for so many years.💜
Thank you, Wes, for all the nightmares and screams you shared with us. You’ll be missed.